ˋ°•*⁀➷ ❤︎ gabrielle starter for @lorelodged / sevraine ;
THE SCENT OF BLOOD is still a long way off, but gabrielle closes the distance bit by bit with every stride, much faster than her prey. a snow leopard, or perhaps a mountain lion — some large carnivorous feline — prowls in the treeline below ; she can hear its powerful heart. she is upwind, scaling down a steep ledge of rock & scrub brush in hopes of pouncing on the creature from overhead.
then, a vision, an image of herself from above overlaid atop her own sight. she is a gangly thing in this perspective, nude & covered in dirt, her hair a thick knotted mass down her back. viewed from afar, from a point higher still up the slope, she appears small & vulnerable. gabrielle knows the sensation. there is another — one of of her kind — somewhere close by, watching her.
& she freezes, body crouched low to the ground, eyes scanning the cliff above her. but there is nothing there. whoever had sighted her has already retreated. this isn't the first time she's felt this presence — restrained & not at all malevolent — observing her, but this is the closest they have come thus far. & she hadn't even managed to catch their scent. ❛ wait ! ❜ she cries out with her mind rather than her throat, unconfident her voice would work if she attempted to use it, her vocal chords too long abandoned. instead she projects the question in telepathic waves, a silent shout certain to be heard by any immortal in the vicinity. ❛ who are you ? ❜